The Grim Walker

rain was bouncing off the road when he came strolling past my home
strolling suggests comfort though; he moved far too slowly for a man at his ease;
and oddly, he seemed to be trying to shake off his feet;
and his facial muscles were straining too...
maybe he’s shit himself and it’s slid into his shoes?
who knows?
and there’s water dripping off his nose
and off the bill of that baseball cap
that he’s accessorising with constipated determination
and the ‘fuck the weather’ stance.
And then a truck drives past and soaks him...